"So you saved my brother?" Yang Zhiyuan asked along with Xiao Jinbao.

Xiao Jinbao disagreed and said, "That's my brother!"

At this time, Yang Zhiyuan took out a photo from his pocket and showed it to Xiao Jinbao: "Look, dare you say he is not my brother? Look, this is a photo of me and my brother, which was taken on his birthday this year."

Xiao Jinbao had to admit that the person standing side by side with Yang Zhiyuan in the photo was Xiao Fubao.

But she still didn't want to believe it because she didn't want Xiao Fubao to leave her and leave the Wu family: "If what you said is true, then why doesn't Xiao Fubao recognize you?"

"I... don't know!" Yang Zhiyuan had nothing to say. Xiao Fubao's appearance was exactly the same as his younger brother, but his voice was a thousand miles apart, which made him feel guilty.

Looking at Yang Zhiyuan's anxious look, Xiao Jinbao suddenly remembered the string of rosary she picked up when she ran into Yang Zhiyuan at the door of the Wu family that day. He did have a younger brother!

"If Xiao Fubao was really your younger brother, why would he become a beggar and wandering on the street?" Xiao Jinbao asked repeatedly, making Yang Zhiyuan not know how to answer, and his face was filled with guilt.

"Family scandals! They are all family scandals..." the middle-aged man in his forties suddenly spoke.

It turned out that Yang Zhiyuan had a younger brother named Yang Zhihui. Their mother died of illness in her early years. Yang Zhiyuan's father Yang Guofa married them another stepmother.

Because Yang Guofa is at home all year round, this stepmother is pretty good to treat them on weekdays.

But in the middle of the year, Yang Guofa went out for a long journey because of business, and his stepmother revealed his true colors.

Relying on her pregnancy, she not only treated Yang Zhiyuan and his brothers in a noble manner, but also had a bad idea to harm them.

One day, when Yang Zhiyuan came home from school, he couldn't see his younger brother Zhihui, so he called his servants to look for him everywhere, but his stepmother stopped him, saying that Zhihui was tempted and would come back later.

But since then, Zhihui has never appeared again. Yang Zhiyuan found an opportunity on the third day of the incident and secretly called his father who was out. Then his father hurried back and officially began to search for someone.

Although I suspected that my stepmother had done something, I was suffering from the lack of evidence, and the other party was pregnant, so I was helpless with her.

After talking about the incident, the adults fell into silence...

"Zhihui, it's my brother who didn't take good care of you!" Yang Zhiyuan regretted and looked at Xiao Fubao and said, "I'm sorry, my mother told me to take good care of you when she left...but I..."

Although Yang Zhiyuan is not old and usually acts erratic, he really loves his younger brother Zhihui. He took down the string of rosary on his wrist and gently put it on Xiao Fubao.

"This is a relic left to us by my mother. It doesn't matter if you don't recognize your brother, it doesn't matter if you don't want to go home, but at least wear it and let your mother be with you!" At this time, tears in Yang Zhiyuan's eyes were already bursting out.

"Brother!" Xiao Fubao finally couldn't help but hugged Yang Zhixin and cried: "I thought you didn't want me anymore, wuwu..."

Yang Zhiyuan burst into tears and said with a smile: "Little idiot! How could it be? I just don't want dad, and I don't want you."

"What are you talking about? A little brat!" Yang Guofa was crying and scolding, although he knew in his heart that he owed a lot of children.

Everyone present was moved to see the two little boys hugging each other and crying.
Chapter completed!